Summer solstice, sunset in the west mountains.

The ancient bronze bell rang through the school, and the teacher of the third class of the early year closed the bamboo slip slowly, stroked the gray beard under his chin, swept his eyes over the young students who had long been unable to hold back his temperament, and focused on a certain seat, and the majestic voice finally sounded in the full expectation of the audience: "School." ”

The children flocked to a chorus of cheers, and each ran home to eat supper in a hurry, and soon only Mr. Teach, a boy and a girl, were left in the spacious room. The girl patiently sorted out the bookcase, nodded slightly to Mr. Xiang, and slowly walked out the door. The boy, who had been sitting in the corner in a daze, quickly caught up with the girl and obediently followed her away.

The gentleman who had packed up the teaching materials suddenly remembered something, and said earnestly to the girl's back: "When you get there, you have to continue studying, the knowledge in the book is inexhaustible, and you can't relax just because you leave the school." ”

The girl's body paused imperceptibly, and she whispered "Got it", and continued to leave the school where she had left her time for a year. The boy behind him followed suit, and there was no expression on his immature face.

After walking for a while, the girl finally stopped at an intersection, turned to look into his eyes, and her voice was green but clear: "Don't follow me, we'll meet again in the future......"

The eight-year-old boy pursed his lips tightly and shook his head stubbornly.

"Then go a little longer. The girl turned.

The sunset on the horizon reflects the ancient streets red, and the figures of boys and girls are gilded with gold. They walked morning and evening together, and now the girl was going to a very distant place, and the boy was left where he was.

It's one of the main cities of one of the great empires in the south, and the streets are crowded with people. Hawkers who have just closed their stalls from the market, young students who are in a hurry to rush home, law enforcement soldiers who patrol around to maintain discipline, and the most imposing are the "pseudo-monks" of all ages who come out of martial arts halls or sword fields, and occasionally you can see bald monks in robes or Taoist priests wearing Taoist robes and Taoist crowns...... Several lavish carriages were ready to go out of the city and travel far away, and an unpretentious old carriage that seemed to have come from thousands of miles away was showing the documents for the generals defending the city to inspect.

There was a merchant arguing with a fortune teller, a boxer confronting a swordsman, a certain son flirting with a woman of a good family, a certain catcher beating and scolding his servants, and a certain general who happened to come to inspect the city gate was saluting respectfully and nervously......

When he was six years old, Zhang Yusheng's father, who had been a businessman for half his life, sent him to this prestigious school in the south, intending to let this only son embark on a broader path and completely cleanse his body of businessman's atmosphere. Since then, Zhang Yusheng has started a lonely boarding life, and because of his introverted personality and humble family background, he has been bullied by his classmates. After trying it, he realized that resisting was meaningless and would only usher in a more humiliating end, so he gradually got used to hiding everything in his heart without saying a word, and always reported good news and bad news in the face of letters full of demands and expectations sent by his parents from various places. How to form a party for personal gain and when to choose to ignore are the basic skills that many people have mastered in childhood, but Zhang Yusheng never wants to learn to flatter and flatter, this has nothing to do with talent, only from a child's stubborn persistence. His father, who had endured many years of cold eyes, unswervingly demanded that he never repeat the mistakes of his ancestors, and Zhang Yusheng demanded that he never become the same person as those so-called life models. He can't see how beautiful such a world is, and he can't feel how happy such a person is. He just wants to be himself.

But it's especially difficult. When he was hungry and cold, full of grievances and felt that he could hardly hold on, seven-year-old Yu Jie came to him.

The girl comes from a very well-established family, and it is said that she was once a family of famous cultivators, and although it gradually declined due to the lack of success hundreds of years ago, it is still an unattainable existence in the minds of most people in the world. On that day, the dean of the school personally greeted Yu Jie at the main entrance and arranged for some outstanding teachers to welcome Yu Jie's temporary enrollment. Zhang Yusheng leaned on the most remote place and looked at the pomp and circumstance of the "cultivators" who had been passed down from afar, and was full of curiosity about the world that left countless legends and myths. But it's just curiosity, curious about what those people have been practicing for thousands of years, and what they are pursuing.

Then he saw the girl's eyes.

The girl is not particularly beautiful, but she has a dusty temperament, like a princess visiting the world, but as if she does not belong to the world at all.

There should have been hundreds of people present that day, but the girl was looking at him so seriously that Zhang Yusheng's cheeks began to flush for the first time in her life.

The dean looked curiously at Yu Jie's line of sight, but could only see the noisy and messy figures in the third class student area.

Yu Jie finally chose to enter the third class of the early year, and the respected gentleman who was responsible for the teaching of the third class was so happy that he was full of joy and took the girl to visit the entire school. During this period, the girl asked for the general information of the students in the class, and the gentleman really couldn't think of any comments when he talked about Zhang Yusheng, and only used the words "withdrawn boarder".

But the eyes are full of avenues. This girl, who is regarded by the family as the most favored martial artist in the world for hundreds of years, and the hope of the family's comprehensive revival is silently in her heart. Yu Jie firmly believes that only she can see this clearly in the world today, this is the guidance from heaven, and at that moment, the boy with no strange appearance was as bright as a star in Yu Jie's eyes.

They became friends, very peculiar friends.

Zhang Yusheng no longer dared to provoke under Yu Jie's announcement, and the people who had offended him in the past apologized obediently one after another, some of them bypassed from then on, and some even showed obvious stammering. Although even Zhang Yusheng, the person concerned, didn't know why the unattainable girl chose the unremarkable self to be her friend, it is undeniable that the days with the girl are extremely easy and comfortable. They don't talk a lot, play games, and only occasionally say a few words to exchange information, but more of a silent companionship. Yu Jie lives in the best inn in the center of the city, almost three miles away from the school, every morning Zhang Yusheng will run all the way from the accommodation area of the school to the inn, and wait for Yu Jie to walk back to the school after breakfast, and follow the girl back to the inn after school in the afternoon, and then run back to the school alone. The elite guards of the Yu family hidden in the shadows gradually became accustomed to the child's back and forth from the initial extreme vigilance, and later occasionally treated him as a friend of the young lady. Zhang Yusheng was surprised that these first-class martial artists came and went like a ghost, and mentioned this matter to Yu Jie many times, but he only greeted the girl's laughter and did not say anything, so he didn't ask more, and he was used to turning a blind eye. What he didn't know was that the guards had tried him several times in private, but they couldn't see that he had the slightest talent in martial arts, and he was even more confused about what his young lady was doing.

It was in such unpretentious days that Zhang Yusheng and Yu Jie became friends for a whole year, and the girl's one-year earthly experience finally came to an end. Zhang Yusheng didn't want to show much nostalgia and reluctance when he was separated, and he couldn't even tell whether there were these obviously essential nostalgia and reluctance in his heart. She's leaving, going a long way away, and maybe she'll never come back, and she'll probably have to study here for a long time, until her father is satisfied, and then she can arrange a new way out for herself. Is that it?

But Zhang Yusheng is not stupid. He believes that the vast majority of sudden events in the world happen for a reason. He may not know why Yu Jie did this, to fill in the most missing thing for a lonely boy, but it is not for reasons such as the sadness of the rabbit and the fox or the love of the house and Wu, he does not believe that there is true empathy in the world, just as he does not believe in absolute selfless dedication to those who have no connections, no matter how easy this kind of giving is.

yes, you easily changed my life, what the hell is it for?

Eight-year-old Zhang Yusheng stood under the eaves of the street corner to escape a sudden rain, and at this time, Yu Jie had already taken a long-distance carriage away from the city.

The boy stretched out his right hand to catch some droplets, flipped his palm, and was silent for a long time.

A thought came to him out of nowhere, and he tried to clench his fists.

The five fingers could not be completely closed, because a wooden sword appeared in Zhang Yusheng's hand. At this time, he was grasping the hilt of this wooden sword, and the sword body in front of him was carved with two ancient characters in a splashed ink stroke.

Mr. Teach once explained the meaning of these two words in class, and what they implicated, those grandiose things hidden in the torrent of history.

If Zhang Yusheng remembered correctly, he listened attentively to that class, but Yu Jie, who was in front of him, held her chin in her hand and seemed to be awake, and did not show the slightest interest in it.

Tianbei.

The Huanghuang bucket handle is inserted into the north of the sky.